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A mother talks about how every mom is busy enrolling her children in multiple activities, while she would rather not be a part of the rat race.
I have a confession to make here, There is nothing nowadays that I fear More than meeting other mothers on weekends, For children’s activities- I’d rather run mundane errands.
For each time mothers meet, the topics of conversation Revolve around the extent of their enthusiastic participation, In their children’s lives- soccer practice, dance recitals, Advanced math classes, playdates- these are the staples Of life as a mother- to which I sadly do not conform I know driving children everywhere is the norm, That I cannot keep up with because I need The weekend to recharge my batteries indeed While spending some quality time with my son- So we read together or do art projects for fun.
I am perfectly happy doing this, and so is he (I think), but then I get worried each time I see, Or hear other mothers talking about The tight schedules of their children; doubt Starts clouding my mind- what if my son Falls behind his peers- no, he has to run, The same race that everyone seems to Be running, surely they have a better clue, As to how dabbling in ten different activities Can secure a seat in an Ivy League with ease.
When I get carried away by these thoughts, I want to Enrol him in every single activity available too Then I stop myself so that I can re-evaluate My priorities for my child, consider what I have on my plate It is true that I want my child to develop skills multi-faceted But not the same skills as others- I want him to be unique instead Maybe by being at home and doing projects with me, He is learning more by exercising his creativity. Then I calm down and decide not to be a part Of mom discussions next time- that would be a good start!
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